Money Sack (feat. Lil Boosie)

Ah, shit

Ayo, 40, I'm home, **** (Home, ****)

Welcome home family

Four deep in the cut, dawg, cruisin'

Four real ****, four Rugers

Money on my mind, and we bump straight Boosie

Straight Boosie, to that new Bay music

40 on my lap, as I cruise with my bad chick

Bad chick badder than my last chick

All my dudes, we spark a lot

So we toting big pistols in the parking lot

We on that dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb shit

My side, ride or die, on that where-you-from shit

East Oakland, where you at, thug?

Whip it, whip it, whip it, bring it back, thug

Real ****, you ain't even gotta ask, thug

Lost some real ****, so I'm tatted up

Chi' town pass, so I'm gatted up

Vic is on the bean, sliding one leg out

Woke up this morning like fuck that

(Fuck it, fuck it, fuck it, fuck that shit)

Man, it's time to get my money sack

(I said, man, it's time to get my money sack)

Hustle, hustle, hustle, hustle

Hustle, hustle, hustle, hustle

Hustle, hustle, hustle, hustle

Hustle, hustle, hustle, hustle, hustle

Boosie, let me holla at 'em right quick, mane, 40

I woke up this morning like, fuck that

Opened up a loud pack and rolled a baseball bat

That's that power that's strong, took a shower and grabbed my chrome

Smith and Wesson 4-5th, leave a bitch **** stiff

From the beginning, my ****, bruh, I was trained to go

I was plotting on dope when I was an embryo

Tryna make an honest dollar didn't work for me

So I did what I had to do for my family

We on that dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb shit

Hit a bitch **** with a drumstick

Dragging my knuckles on the ground like an ape

Tougher than a three-dollar steak

Psychedelic colors in my Presidential

I'm a real one, I ain't got no bitch potential

Raised in a drug-infested environment

Free all of my real ones in solitary confinement

Woke up this morning like, fuck that

(Fuck it, fuck it, fuck it, fuck that shit)

Man, it's time to get my money sack

(I said, man, it's time to get my money sack)

Hustle, hustle, hustle, hustle

Hustle, hustle, hustle, hustle

Hustle, hustle, hustle, hustle

Hustle, hustle, hustle, hustle, hustle

My money sack (My money sack, ay)

My money sack (My money sack, ay)

Gettin' that money sack (Ay, out here gettin' it, mane, yeah)

Every show, a hundred stacks (A hundred stacks, ****, fuck with that, ****, bitch)

Don't stop

Don't stop (Bitch)

Woke up this morning like, fuck that

(Fuck it, fuck it, fuck it, fuck that shit)

Man, it's time to get my money sack

(I said, man, it's time to get my money sack)

Hustle, hustle, hustle, hustle

Hustle, hustle, hustle, hustle

Hustle, hustle, hustle, hustle

Hustle, hustle, hustle, hustle, hustle